I can remember it like it was yesterday…..a young Indiana boy growing up in a small town just like John Cougar Mellencamp, finding ways to entertain myself, doing adventurous activities, and getting my hands dirty.  And what better way to get your hands dirty when you’re a 7 year old boy then to go digging for worms!  Oh how I loved finding worms in the dirt.  Capturing them and using them as bait when my Dad and I would go fishing to catch those giant bluegill that didn’t exist.  Nothing in the world could take away my joy of worm digging.  That was until I saw this:

*just be straight with me….do I have something on my face?*

Sweet Jesus!  What in God’s name was a movie like this doing on at 2:00 in the afternoon on regular TV??!!  And of course after seeing this, I couldn’t go worm digging again.  What if they jumped up on my face and starting eating me?  I’d be helpless because they move so fast and would definitely be opening a big can of worms by chancing it.  That my friends and enemies is when the 1976, PG rated, killer worm movie Squirm gave me the creeps. Continue reading →